Retribution of a Fallen God

[SaigoKusunoki]

The spirit cocked it's head, amused.

"It is a possibility. If he has...he is certainly different, and is masking himself. But I would not mention his name out loud. There are forces at work more powerful than any of my kin could match...this world interests many higher beings...it would be wise to keep quiet about that issue. I would say the boy has made quite a show...is that all you require?"

*****

Enav had descended the walls and began making his way throughout the barracks, cheering up the superstitious and paranoid amongst the soldiers. He pulled a wooden stool next to a particular soldier, a man who seemed in his thirties.

"Garvi, lad, ya look troubled. What be on your mind?"

The man shrugged and fiddled with a dagger, cleaning and trimming his nails with it. "I feel weary. It has only been eight months since the last attack...where my company took a heavy loss. We are ready for anything...in body. In heart...Im not sure my men can stand up to another assault. That wind...it had to have been of demonic origin."

Enav shook his head and handed his still lit pipe to the man. "Nah lad you worry too much. Its probably one o' them elves screwin' with magic and such, you know how they do. Now, I wanna see smile from this here company or I'll kick all o' yer hides." He said with a smile. Garvi grinned after taking a long draw from the pipe and handing it back.

For all of their sakes, Enav hoped he was right.